02.13.2020 // 22:56 // mood: grateful
gratitude comes in different sizes, shapes and flavors some are filled with grandeur and platitudes, and some are met with chaste kisses and embraces they sometimes taste like strawberries and cream (and maybe just a little like your lips on mine) but mostly they taste like candied apples and vanilla
i don’t always remember how to say thank you when thoughts are filling my head, some orange, some purple, blue, indigo and green; but i do remember that you are the one who soothes me
you are the one my thoughts circle around, my colors bleed onto the fingertips that caress my thoughts and you paint me red and yellow
like the flames of a fire; and i want to thank you because i learned i don’t need to send myself up in embers to keep others warm; but you,
you make me want to light the match from the inside out.














